Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Something's come along and it's burst our bubble
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Gotta get home quick, march on the double!

We've been out all night, and we haven't been home
We're walkin' through the backstreets, all alone!
The party was great, yeah, we were really thrilled!
And when we get in, we're gonna get killed!

Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Something's come along and it's burst our bubble
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Gotta get home quick, march on the double!

We couldn't get a cab, 'cause we ain't got no money!
We missed the last train, but we thought, don't worry!
We'd get the night bus, but the night bus never came!
We're eight miles from home and it started to

Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Something's come along and it's burst our bubble
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Gotta get home quick, march on the double!

Yeah yeah, trouble

We tried to steal a car, but we soon realized
We got on the road, none of us could drive!
Police car came along and they took us for a ride
And when we get home, we're gonna get, gonna get, gonna get fried!

Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Something's come along and it's burst our bubble
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Gotta get home quick, march on the double!

Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble

Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Something's come along and it's burst our bubble!
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Book us a ticket on the next space shuttle!

Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Something's come along and it's burst our bubble
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Gotta get home quick, march on the double!

Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Something's come along and it's burst our bubble!
Yeah, yeah!
Uh-oh, we're in trouble
Book us a ticket on the next space shuttle!

Composição: Carrie Askew / Con Fitzpatrick / Jacqui Blake